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Ethw. Resistance is distraction. Who ever yet my fixed purpose cross'd? Did Ethwald ever yield? Come, queen of Mercia! This firm grasp shall conduct thee to a throne: (taking her hand, which she feebly resists.) Come forth, the frowning, haughty bride of Ethwald.

Elb. Wonderful man! If hell or fortune fight for thee I know not, Nothing withstands thy power.